How I Tamed My Wolfish Husband Back in 80s-Chapter 288 - 290: There’s Also a Daughter-in-Law_1

Xue Sufen, upon hearing the challenge, immediately calmed down. Li Qiao had skills; how could she possibly win against her? "Forget it, I’m very generous, I won’t stoop to your level, country folk."

Li Qiao hummed, "Sir Xue comes from a poor peasant family, whom are you looking down on?"

Xue Jingyi also said, "Sufen, you’ve gone too far. We too are from the countryside."

Thinking she was being clever, Xue Sufen changed the subject: "They are remnants of capitalist exploitation. Qin Jin, do you know how your grandfather and your parents died? It was your great-grandparents on your mother’s side who killed them, and your grandmother was an accomplice."

This enraged Qin Jin, and his face suddenly darkened.

Xue Jingyi, sensing that things had escalated, dragged Xue Sufen away. "Jin, don’t listen to Sufen’s nonsense, she’s ignorant."

Qin Jin’s face was grim, and he remained silent.

Li Qiao thought to herself, this wasn’t ignorance, it was deliberate harm.

It must have been Madam Xue who spread those words.

Madam Xue’s character was really not that great; Grandma had never said a single bad word about Madam Xue.

But Madam Xue couldn’t help herself from interfering everywhere.

After the siblings had left.

"Jin, don’t believe what Xue Sufen said, she’s deliberately trying to drive a wedge between you and Grandma." Li Qiao got no response, but she hugged him and continued to comfort him, "Even if what she said was true, it definitely has nothing to do with Grandma. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have taken you into hiding in Feng Family Village. Let the past be past; people should look forward. I’ll be with you through all the future joys and sorrows, never leaving your side."

Qin Jin’s mood eased a little, and he responded hoarsely, "Okay."

"Let’s go home. Didn’t you say the cafeteria food at your workplace isn’t good? I’ll bring you lunch tomorrow." Li Qiao switched topics.

"Okay." Qin Jin paused before saying, "Actually, never mind, you’re too good-looking. It makes me uncomfortable when others keep staring at you."

Li Qiao covered her mouth and laughed; she wasn’t that pretty, was she? His eyes must be using a filter. "I can’t just stay inside, can I? I don’t care, I’m bringing you lunch."

"..."

....

When the two of them arrived home, Old Mrs. Qin had already gone to bed.

Li Qiao was grading Qin Jin’s test papers, and from an initial error rate of seventy to eighty percent to now twenty to thirty percent, his progress was obvious.

If he could score eighty percent in the actual exam, the certificate was in the bag.

Tomorrow, she’d have to first visit a bookstore, then find two more materials for him to work on.

When she returned from her hometown, she would check on his progress again to ensure he passed on the first try.

Early the next day, Li Qiao first stopped by the neighbor’s house to let them know that Hong Tao would come over for tutoring, as she had requested.

Then she took a ride to the largest bookstore in Beijing to look for materials, spending nearly an hour to find two appropriate ones, which she bought on the spot.

Afterward, she returned home to cook lunch, picking out a portion and placing it in a lunchbox.

Old Mrs. Qin said, "Qiaoqiao, Sir Xue sent over a basket of apricots. Take some with you later for Jin’s colleagues to try."

"Okay." Li Qiao, after getting everything ready, packed the apricots into a cloth bag and left.

Stepping out of the door, she took out her toad glasses from her bag, put them on, and walked to the nearby bus stop to catch a ride.

Twenty minutes later, she arrived at the entrance of the transportation unit.

She took off her toad glasses and asked the gatekeeper, "Hello, uncle. Do you have someone named Qin Jin here? I’m his wife. Could you please call him for me?" While speaking, she took out a bunch of apricots from the cloth bag, and placed them on his desk through the window.

The gatekeeper sized her up, "Qin the accountant’s wife? Really? A girl already claimed to be his wife yesterday." Qin the accountant is quite the charmer.

One pretty girl after another turns up at his doorstep.

"What?" Li Qiao was stunned.

This was her first time visiting.

She said, "I’m the real one, the girl before me was fake. If you don’t believe it, call him out to confront."

The gatekeeper, eager to see the drama, ran towards the office area, and soon Qin Jin’s figure came into view: "Qiaoqiao."

Li Qiao put on her glasses, "The gatekeeper uncle told me you have another wife."

"Nonsense!" Qin Jin waited for the gatekeeper to come out, then earnestly said, "This is my true wife. The old lady yesterday had nothing to do with me."

Li Qiao pursed her lips and smiled.

The gatekeeper scratched the back of his head. "Then why’d you let them in?"

"An accountant from another unit came to reconcile the accounts," Qin Jin explained.

The gatekeeper: "..."

The couple walked side by side.

In a low voice, Qin Jin said, "Take off your glasses. Wearing them, you look like a hoodlum, not respectable."

Li Qiao: "..." How come it’s the same as what Grandma said? She stubbornly retorted, "I’ll wear them if I want, what’s hoodlum about it, what’s not respectable? It’s obviously cool!"

Qin Jin: "...."

Before entering the office area, Li Qiao still took off her glasses.

There was another person in the accounting office, a woman in her early thirties with powder on her face that looked a bit caked on, and her red lipstick had only the outline left.

She wore a white blouse with a dark blue long skirt underneath.

"So this is your wife, huh? She looks so young, is she even eighteen? I heard from Cheng at the office a while back that you were a college student, and it was only when I asked Little Qin that he said he was married; otherwise, the whole office wouldn’t have known."

"My wife and I are the same age. You didn’t ask me if I had a partner," Qin Jin introduced Li Qiao to the other person. "You can just call her Mrs. Fang."

Li Qiao thought to herself that Mrs. Fang had specifically told her that she heard about Qin Jin’s marriage from someone else.

Was it a hint that Qin Jin was pretending to be unmarried?

Could it be considered as sowing discord?

She smiled and said, "Mrs. Fang, these apricots are both soft and sweet, you should try some."

"Oh, thank you," Mrs. Fang said with a smile.

Qin Jin arranged for Li Qiao to sit at his desk.

Li Qiao took out two lunch boxes. One with rice, the other with a dish.

Mrs. Fang said, "You have fish and meat, and two kinds of vegetables, it’s also presented well. The Qin family must be doing quite well."

Qin Jin said, "My wife has a stipend, she does part-time translations for a publishing house, and gets scholarships at the end of the semester. She’s got the household expenses covered, so life is indeed not bad."

"Don’t you draw a salary? Nearly thirty bucks a month isn’t insignificant. Isn’t that enough for a family’s expenditures? In the future, if you get your driving license and start hauling goods, your salary would double, surely that’s enough, right?" Mrs. Fang said. "Actually, going to university isn’t all that useful. Once you graduate and start working, you won’t have time to translate books, and I bet the salary can’t compare to that of a driver or a worker."

Li Qiao gave an awkward smile.

Every profession has its own value, and it shouldn’t be measured by money, right?

Qin Jin said, "If going to university is useless, why do so many people strive to get in? Will your kid try for it in the future?"

Mrs. Fang choked for a moment.

Qin Jin bowed his head and ate his meal.

Li Qiao ate apricots, biting into one just as Cheng Cheng, whom she recognized, entered the room.

"Yo, the sister-in-law is here too. Long time no see, the school’s on vacation, right?" Cheng Cheng was very enthusiastic.

Li Qiao responded coldly with a hum.

"Waiting to leave work with Little Qin?"

Li Qiao said, "I’ll be leaving soon."

"Great, I happen to be heading out of town to deliver goods. I can give you a ride on my way," Cheng Cheng offered with a beaming smile. Qin Jin’s wife was really pretty, with a great figure, curvy in all the right places. His own wife had a similar grass-green skirt, but when she wore it, her belly bulged out with a layer of fat.

One look was enough to discourage a second glance.

But Qin Jin’s wife was a different story. He took one look and wanted a second.

Qin Jin’s mouth curved into a smile, but his eyes were ice-cold. "Since when is it your turn to give her a ride?"

Cheng Cheng said, "I’m just on my way, no need to be so polite."

Li Qiao replied, "There’s no need to trouble you, I’ll take the bus back by myself."